Rehoming Books

I felt like Andy giving away his beloved toys…

I used to be that person who romanticized books so much. I thought that nothing could beat the smell, the feel, and intimacy a book can give to its reader. Reading has been (and is still) such a huge part of who I am.

Over the years, I have collected so many books. They came to me as gifts, bargain hunts, and impulse purchases. It was not enough that I borrow a book—I must have a copy of it, because I knew that I would always want to revisit the pages and relive the experiences of my favorite characters.

Recently, however, I have not had the abundance of time to read and reread. And if ever I do feel the urge to read a new book, or revisit a chapter of something I’ve already read before, I would opt to do so on my iPad. Once I became conscious of this habit I’ve apparently developed, I started digitizing my book collection. Doing this made it easy for me to finally push through with something I’ve long thought of doing: passing my physical books forward.

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